One July, I was flying an Aerostar from Sherbrooke, Quebec to Kitchener, Ontario, passing through Toronto’s airspace when I heard an RV6 pilot with a thick southern drawl make a call that went something like this:
RV6: “Toronto Center, this is RV6 N1234 VFR at niner thousand, five hundred, I’d like to report an insect strike. I mean, we just entered Canadian airspace and this here bug was huge. I mean, it is smeared all over my windscreen, and man, it’s a reeeal mess.”
